Arriving in New York City with male pattern baldness shaved into his head (by his own hand), Andre Vida began terrorizing the Knitting Factory, The Cooler and subway platforms everywhere, with his unique brand of improvised saxophonic punkosity. In between performances with Anthony Braxton, The Tower Recordings, and many others, Vida began to notice that there was often a cab parked on the corner of Hudson and Canal with a coffin sticking out the back. One day, Vida decided to see what was inside. Was it the future of freejazz? The fate of instrumental improvisation to the exclusion of theatre? Was it a call for Vida to develop his singing voice? I wish I knew, for he seems to hold a kind of power over me and I believe it stems from what he learned there.
A decade later in Berlin, his 'Every Tuesday night for the rest of your life' series at Wendel, allowed Vida to hone his skills as tap dancer, saxophonist, blues singer, and monologuist with amazing guests from all reaches of the globe. This residency went on for several years until Jamie Lidell took him on the road for a world tour. That was about a year ago and I haven't seen him since. If you run into him please let him know that nobody really beats Bacardi. That was just something that LL Cool J made up as a lyric. It's not true.
"Lezet took Andre Vida's live recordings and reorganized some of the materials into small saxophone and spoken word particles. He manipulated those into improvised passages over which he improvised again (this time by using piano keyboards).The result will hopefully be appealing to those who seek an aural challenge."